JUDITH

DISPUTES

After the Madiun affair was completed, two days later Andreas and Brother Lius had to return to Malang. It was still early in the morning, both of them were still sitting breakfast in the front room while watching their father.

Assisted by some neighbors, the middle-aged man was stuffing sacks of rice and some other crops, onions and chili for example, into the back of the car.

Andreas' parents were not of high rank or standing. Just an ordinary farmer, but as one who was considered rich and generous, they were quite looked upon and respected. The neighbors came to help without being asked.

The vast rice field is everywhere, indirectly Mr. Paul has helped open jobs for the surrounding residents whose lives are only dependent as farm laborers.

In addition to earning money from farming, Mr. Paul and Ms. Rusmini also earn money from the houses they set up in the city, not far from the square. It was this house that Andreas claimed to be his home when he told Yudith that his house in Madiun was in the city.

Enough sustenance, Paul did not forget to share. In fact, they have long been one of the donors who supply groceries for the Mulia Harapan Foundation, even from before their eldest son went to school and became a monk there.

Initially they only provided assistance in Madiun branch foundation, then gradually penetrated to the center.

From the frequent participation of the father to deliver help and see firsthand life in the foundation, Yulius Purnama became interested in school there. After two years, the goal, which initially only wanted to learn, instead chose to serve as a monk and is now better known as Brother Lius. While Andreas, one of the goals of the school there is because it wants to be close to the brother.

"This is the phone."

Andreas's shoulders squealed as his mother placed a large enough food box containing a klepon on the table.

"Well! That's a lot, Buk!" Because his mother was willing to make a valve, Andreas' face became radiant. There will be a reason to meet Yudith, especially this later they will stop by the foundation complex to deliver the food.

"This coconut grater is separate so not stale." A smaller box is placed on top of the box containing the klepon. "So wonder what Yudith's name is?" The woman passed into the kitchen, her speech just now meant nothing, rather talk to yourself.

Andreas looked at his brother suspiciously. "Mas said to my mother that the clan would love me Yudith?"

"Why indeed? Ibuk parti did not how. Yes, just fine, tuh. I just wanted to do a little, enough for you. After I tell you will be for prospective ghosts and friends, momuk even buy flour again."

"Emmh, actually I just wanted to say thank you, anyway." Andreas chuckled and Brother Lius immediately poked his forehead.

After breakfast, Andreas met his mother in the kitchen. "Oh, what bag or bag is that?"

"What do you want to do?" The woman who had been busy tidying the kitchen table stopped, then looked at her youngest son.

"You want to fill in the toys on the sideboard. I want to give you the kids at the parlour."

Ms. Rusmini frowned until her eyes narrowed. "What are you really? Will not be nyesel? That's all your favorite toys."

Love and the price is quite expensive, Andreas' friends also no one has. When asked to buy the toys, Andreas was small to cry while rolling on the floor.

There are several mobile cars and Black Steel Satria robots that can move, once in small towns the goods are still rare. The cars and robots were sent by Brother Lius of Malang, but his purchase was in Surabaya, about four or five years ago-when the Japanese children's serial film was just aired in Indonesia.

All were cared for and kept by Andreas himself. Even after he was an adult, the toys were still good and intact, the cars were still stored in his carton box.

"Yes, no, Buk. I'm big, I don't play that anymore. I'm just the same robot design of the cars that Mas Lius bought."

Ms. Rusmini said nothing more, rushed into the house and Andreas followed. After getting a large enough bag of clothes, Andreas also began to act.

Finding his sister busy alone, Brother Lius finally came to help.

"If the intention is to be loved by children, why not prepared from yesterday, huh?"

"Yesterday has not thought. Just at breakfast I remember having a lot of toys."

"Then let the spit can reach Malang before afternoon. Still want to stop by Heru's house with Yudith too, right? Trus stopped by Surabaya too."

The question that need not be answered, Andreas only responds by moving faster to put the toys in. After almost the entire contents of the sideboard moved into the bag, about half-nine they left.

And about an hour later, Andrew was already at Yudith's house, while Brother Lius went to Heru's house. Andreas was sitting on the porch with a very young man, around his thirties. It was Paklek Jaya.

After hearing from Bu Nuni that there would be Yudith friends who stopped by, Paklek Jaya also packed a little snack for Yudith.

"Tell Yudith, don't worry about her mother. Ms. Nuni has not worked in the rice field anymore, now help in the store. About the pain also does not need to think, Madam Nuni now takes regular medicine from the doctor."

"Good, Sir. I'll tell Yudith."

Hearing this news Yudith will definitely feel happy as well as relieved. Imagining the round eyes the girl would sparkle staring at him as she conveyed the message, Andreas subconsciously smiled faintly.

"I told you when he called." Bu Nuni came out of the house carrying a tray containing two cups of tea that was still steaming, then placed it on a bench, between Andreas and Pakek Jaya.

"Let me tell you again that Mom's okay. Let him trust you more, ma'am."

Bu Nuni and Palek Jaya laughed at Andreas' playful speech.

They could not chat for long because it was not until fifteen minutes later that Brother Lius had already come to pick up. They were also immediately saying goodbye.

Through midday Malang City was filled with heavy rain without stopping until the afternoon. Even strong winds can blow people away. However, Yudith and her friends still go picket to the children's dormitory.

For Yudith, the picket schedule was not only an obligation, but also a pleasure in being with children who he thought were special.

Two in the afternoon he did not come picket because it was told by the Principal Sister to help the warehouse section of the foundation to inventory donations that came in a row. So much so, Yudith, Sister Vero and several other sisters had to work late into the night. Yudith was the only first-class student chosen. He was chosen for his thoroughness and precision.

"Mrs Yudith good afternoon!" Children who are in the dining room that is currently used for study or afternoon routine activities, in unison give greetings.

Their tongues could not recite clearly due to the limitations they had. Those in this dorm are mostly mild cerebral palsy (Mild CP) sufferers.

Yudith smiled until his teeth were seen. "Good afternoon, kids. Good afternoon Ma'am Yohana." Yudith greeted a nurse who had just emerged from a room. The nurse is an officer.

These employees work at the foundation in order to restore the service-work bond by receiving three-quarters of the salary over three years. Usually after the return of the bond is completed, the employees are given the freedom to choose. Want to quit the foundation or stay in the foundation.

However, there are also those who proceed to the foundation institute with the official bond system. The calculation is the same as the SLTA level service bond.

"Sore, Dith. Heavy rain actually did not come too papa, Dith."

"No papa, Ma'am."

After making small talk, Yudith stepped onto the sideboard to retrieve the child administration map that she was responsible for. Standing up, Yudith opened the book on the map. The girl's eyebrows seemed to be linked for a moment, then walked towards Mbak Yohana who was sitting with the children.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am Yohana, who's writing Nurjanah's observation book these two days?" 

"I. Something's wrong, huh?"

Yudith drew closer and slowly thrust out the observation notebook he had just examined.

"Why aren't the hours taken, Ma'am?"

"No problem, Dith. I know the routine."

The trifling impression in Ma'am Yohana's voice instantly made something in little heart Yudith rebelled .

"But, Ma'am. Should still be recorded. Each month must be reported for accountability. After all, giving the medicine is certainly not always possible on time, there must be a difference of minutes."

Yudith, who is usually irritated, suddenly nyerocos at length with a disturbing tone just made his interlocutor feel offended.

"It's good I want to help you, Dith!"

"Thank you, Ma'am," Yudith said at a low volume while putting the book on the table right in front of Mbak Yohana. "But I'm here just a picket officer, ma'am. Don't dare to take it lightly."

"Yes, just write it. More or less not for five minutes. Don't be idealistic!"

"Mr Houhana kemallin lupah kahih Nujanah hobat," (Bu Yohana yesterday forgot Nurjanah's love of medicine) one of the children with cerebral palsy complained in an unclear voice and at that time also an observation notebook floated towards him, thrown by Mbak Yohana.

"Mom!" Yudith hurried over to the boy who had been thawing almost crying. Gently, he stroked his head as his eyes stared fixedly at Mbak Yohana. "It doesn't have to be rude either, Mommy? I apologized earlier, Ma'am. But if I may, please note the observation is adjusted-"

"No want. Take care of it yourself.  It can also be made."

Yudith asked Mbak Yohana to adjust the observation record because the current record is like a copy, all the same. Not a single word is different. It was clearly an essay.

He opened his mouth to reply, but Yudith was forced to stop talking because a nun came into the room.

"Good afternoon everyone! What's this, really, like, tense?"

It was unexpected, this heavy rain the nurse was still reckless to come to do an impromptu inspection.

Yudith could not speak, even to answer the greeting, it felt like his tongue was mute. The sister who came here was Sister Rosa. The nurse in charge of the dormitory coordinator. His arrival has always been a frightening specter for nurse employees or picket officers.

Yudith is not the type to complain. There is absolutely no intention to complain about Mbak Yohana, but unfortunately Mbak Yohana who should be the one who deserves to be blamed is actually shiny tongue.

"Yudith was angry that Rosmah wrote Nurjanah's observation book, Sus." Rosmah was one of the picket officers as well, she did not come this afternoon so Mbak Yohana without the burden of putting the blame on her.

Hearing that, Yudith's eyes widened, and he interrupted, "Bak Yohana, do not slander--"

"You don't talk carelessly. No manners as an older man!"

Yudith fell silent, though Risi was stared at by Sister Rosa, she had no intention of bowing her head. Yudith did not want to look weak in front of Mbak Yohana who was also staring at him-gaze with hatred.

"You Yudith? Yudith was the disciple that Mr. Heru brought, wasn't he?"

Yudith's chest rippled until it felt like a spider was crawling in the stomach. What does that question mean? She really didn't expect Sister Rosa to know about her.

After gulping, Yudith replied, "Yes, Sister."

Sister Rosa stared at Yudith intensely, her eyes bearing a certain intent. He had heard a lot about Yudith from the Principal Sister.

And keep in mind also, the unusual personality of Yudith was actually already heard by many sisters superior, plus this Yudith was Pak Heru's innate disciple who was one of the foundation's best sons.

"Excuse me!" Sister Vero appeared in front of the door still while wagging her clothes that were slightly wet with rain water.

Still in a tense atmosphere, Yudith did not dare to welcome the arrival of Sister Vero, even Mbak Yohana also flinch. Finally Sister Rosa who met Sister Vero.

It turned out that Sister Vero had come to call Yudith, there were donations coming again, including those that Brother Lius and Andrew brought.